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The Beauty of Brotherhood in Islam

Last night I went to the Masjid to help be part of a youth program that links middle school kids to high schoolers to college kids. Then I met up with someone who was helping me land a job in the IT field. He was teaching me the basics of IT security that I need to know for interviews.

Afterwards, we prayed Isha and I was about to head out buy saw a friend who is still in high school. I know his older brother and asked about him. He told me that his brother was at a halaqa and that I should go. I asked how he was getting home and he said he needed a ride so I happily offered one. I said that I was hungry so I was going to get some food on the way back.

His brother then called me when I was nearing the drive through saying that there is food at the persons house he was at and that we should come by. We arrived and to my amazement, there were about 15 brothers barbecuing chicken, hot dogs, burgers and kabobs. I felt bad showing up like that but as soon as I walked in, I was greeted by everybody and offered dinner.

We all sat around in a circle asking our Sheikh questions about Islam and the meanings of things.
To me, this is the true beauty that comes with Muslim brotherhood. Somebody would welcome a stranger, feed them and make them feel so welcome, Islam instills that kind of love for one another.

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